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7. AVA


My heart rate was getting faster and faster, and I could hear it at some point. How could this happen? Would like to blame tequila, but this? I decided to just wake him up, and get him out of the house as soon as possible.

"Gavi," I whisper yelled, and tried shaking him as much as I could. And here I was thinking that it was hard waking Dolores up, Gavi would probably sleep through a zombie apocalypse. I was running out of ideas and just decided to just slap him with all the force I could muster.

He finally woke up, sitting up and looking around the room as if trying to remember what happened last night.

"Tonto del culo, what are you doing in my bed,"

"How am I supposed to know? I think I drank more than you," a scoff escaped my mouth. How could he drink more than me, we were on the same shot count.

"El burro sabe más que tú," I replied and ran out of my room, and went downstairs in hopes of finding Dolores.

Thankfully she was in the kitchen looking for some leftovers from the party. I grabbed her hand and she quickly grabbed a box of pizza, guided her outside to the pool, and sat down.

"What's wrong?" she asked sitting down on the other chair. What isn't wrong? The day could not start worse than waking up next to Gavira, maybe it's that I don't remember how we made it into the same bed. Well, at least we both had our clothes on.

"Waking up next to Gavira, that's wrong,"

"But you put him off the enemies list," Dolores stated the obvious. Yes, I did that, and then I also took him off the list for a personal reason.

"He's going back on,"

We sat silent for a few minutes before I spoke up again. "Is it still a murder if I give him a heads up?"

"That's called a threat," she said it like a reminder, to check if I even knew I was saying.

"I really can't have nice things around here," I pouted my lips like a kid and Dolores smiled at my expression.

"You are not killing him," Dolores exclaimed, taking a bite of her pizza.

"Not yet," I mumbled under my breath.

Which one am I supposed to avoid more? Tequila or Gavira? Waking up in the same bed after drinking like crazy was too much to handle. I was enjoying the sun in silence with Dolores when suddenly I heard someone clear their throat.

I turned around and saw Gave standing almost right behind me, and Dolores was already making her way inside. That traitor.

"What do you want?" I asked in a more rude tone, I was not in the mood to have a chit chat with him.

"Well, umm," he started, great he doesn't have anything prepared. "I don't know if I'm supposed to apologize, but I am sorry and didn't mean to upset you. I just got off the enemies list and don't want to be back up."

"You already are," the words left my mouth before my brain could process them. "Besides, you'll have to try harder than buying another pack of red bull. Shouldn't you be spending time with your boyfriend?"

"Do you really have to be so annoying? You are making drama out of nothing, we just slept in the same bed, that's it. Is your life so boring, you have to make drama out of nothing?" he called me out. Pablo Martín Páez Gavira just called me out.

His breathing was irregular at a fast pace, his brows furrowed together but his eyes had that look like he regrets everything he just said. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes and my vision getting blurry with them. I can be mean but getting called out? My self-esteem could not handle that.

"You did not just say that,"

"Hurt your feelings, princess?" He replied with a small chuckle on his face.

I was ready to try and attack him the best I could, but I could already hear Pedri calling my name and running up to us.

"Looks like your boyfriend is here to save the day," I said and walked away from Gavira, but Pedri was quick to stop me in my tracks. His hands were firm on my shoulders holding me in place

"You okay?" He asked quietly, concern written all over his face.

"Yes," I mumbled quietly and got out of his grip, and went to my room.

The first thing on the list was changing the sheets, the once FC Barcelona sheets were now replaced by all white sheets. I closed the blinds to make the room darker and lay in my bed.

Gavira and I were always up in each other's hair, insulting each other every chance we got. Most of the time it felt like joking even though he was annoying sometimes. His anger issues were only shown on the field while he was playing, never in his personal life. This was the first time I saw him lose control over his anger, and it was also the first time I wanted to physically attack him.

I just wish this day ends as soon as possible.

A few knocks came from the door and Pedri came into the room, and a smile appeared on my face

"Pedwi, my favourite brother," a laugh escaped his lips and he sat down on the bed by my legs.

"Here," he said giving me a can of red bull.

"Thanks," I said opening it and taking a sip, it felt like heaven.

"Are you mad at me?" I couldn't stand him just sitting here being completely silent.

"No, I get it you have some weird relationship with fighting and all," he looked down at his feet, "But you trying to get into a physical fight with someone stronger than you? Not a smart decision."

"My anger took over me," I replied, looking at the can in my hands, it being the most interesting thing at the moment.

"I know, but you have to get it under control, okay?"

I just nodded.

He stood up and neared the door then turned around, "Just take that nap."

And with that, I was alone with my thoughts.


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